aS i wAlk tHrouGh the nEighborhOOd sCant miNutes till duSk a biT maudlin,. Sweet memoRies sWeep ovEr me oF tiMes goNe bY.
i tHinK to mYself, loNg goNe aRe tHose daYs of sUdosoCializing and seMiintelligent coNversaTions oF aRt iN a sAloN brouGht on bY a (wHat sEemed at tHe tiMe) neVer eNdiNg supply oF cHeAp chiLliean wiNe...
i don't really miss tHose dAys, whAt i misS wAs ..... i rEally don't knoW whAt i miSs.....
wAs iT tHe comPany oR tHe coNversaTion or wAs iT jUst tHe blOcks tHat buLt up tHese meMories of MiNe...
i nOw haVe neW meMories tO buiLd uPon bUt sOmehow iT isn'T tHe sAme..NoT as riCh, haZy aNd vElvetiNe aS tHoSe daYs......

